After the old man also clearly insisted on my responsibility, we started to go to Jiangnan Inn.
There was probably a bodyguard with him, and after the old man took the medicine, he seemed to be a protective person in our eyes. We protected him with great trepidation, because we were afraid that he would be unhappy in any way.
Without much obstruction, we went all the way.
When I arrived at the Jiangnan Inn, it was just as peaceful as yesterday, without any changes. The calmness was the same as yesterday. I guess it will be the same tomorrow. This inn exists like a miracle.
When our car stopped at the entrance of Jiangnan Inn, I got out of the car, opened the door, and helped Mr. Wang get out of the car.
Mr. Wang said to the bodyguards accompanying him: "Just wait outside. There is no need to follow me in."
These bodyguards are well aware of Mr. Wang's temper, and they are very loyal to Mr. Wang and never dare to disobey any of his orders.
Our bodyguards were waiting respectfully outside the gate. Just when I was helping Mr. Wang to step up the stone steps, Mr. Wang looked up at the plaque of "Jiangnan Inn".
There was a trace of clarity in his eyes, or a trace of excitement, and he began to nod his head and said: "Jiangnan Inn has been the same for fifteen years. Jiangnan Inn can still have a place in the world, and even a small illness has its own merits."
There are many things that we insist on, and this lies in this principled thing, so it can exist here and be sought after by people in the world. It cannot be accomplished in a day."
I tilted my head and asked Mr. Wang: "You know this situation very well, so what does this have to do with you? Tell me." I was still very curious and looked at him expectantly. It always made me feel that he was helpless.
It's not a matter of going to the Three Treasures Hall. He decided to come today. Maybe he also met an old friend in the future. I don't know, but I think he came here today and decided to have his own purpose, either for fun or as a witness or something.
It's for business, who knows?
The old man chuckled. He did not give me a very positive answer, but was inexplicably immersed in his deep memories. He looked at the plaques of Jiangnan Inn with a mottled history. These plaques felt like they had some history.
It's getting old, it's not just done now, its achievements have been weathered and have some traces of time.
Mr. Wang watched it attentively and thoughtfully answered the question I just asked: "Jiangnan Inn has indeed gone through a lot of ups and downs. No matter whether it is glorious or unsuccessful, it still stands and exists today.
It has the charm of its existence, but it’s just a trip back to the old place. I want to see the places I have visited before, so I can go to bed early. The current process of recalling it is very emotional.”
The old man didn't answer my question directly, but when we entered the store, wouldn't everything be answered?
At this time, there was a sound of rapid footsteps coming from inside. We looked up, and unexpectedly, it was Sima Deng. He was wearing a black coat today, like the cynical young master in today's mainstream society, although he
The appearance is like this, but what it shows today is ordinary, very clear, and very respectful, without any modified movements, and it says to us in a hurry:
"The old man is so disappointed. Why are you here today? Why didn't you tell me in advance and let us pick you up? You only came now, which makes us flattered. When you come tomorrow, your store will be full of glory," he said.
While standing, he clasped his fists and raised his hands respectfully, although he seemed to have a very respectful attitude toward Mr. Wang.
I was probably a little surprised. I didn't expect that they actually knew each other. This was also expected, because Na Jintang had told me about this yesterday, but I didn't expect that it was indeed the case.
Mr. Wang smiled, and at this time he also showed a kind smile, like a care from the elders to the younger ones, as if they were old friends reunited for many years. Yes, this cannot be said to be old friends who have been successful for many years, because
There seems to be a certain age gap between them.
So I thought of a word. It can only be said that they have the kind of brotherhood regardless of age, or the teacher's care for his disciples. But when I see their expressions now, it should be more towards the latter.
Go with it.
Situ Deng greeted him respectfully: "The old man is in good health today, but he misses us so much. You have to give me a call after the wedding. We just follow the instructions. There is no need to go here again.
The weather is getting colder, old man, please pay attention to keep your body warm. We want to receive your care and support for a long time."
It seems that Stuart sometimes speaks in the same way, completely in 6 words. He speaks as if he has not gone through his brain at all, and the words just pop out. It seems that he is also a high-level cultural person.
Mr. Wang laughed. He took Situ Deng by the hand and said, "Aren't you busy? I am in good health today and in a good mood today. I just wanted to see my old friends and revisit my old place. I want to see my old friends.
It is also a very happy thing at our age. Seeing that you have not changed much now, he is such a good young man, I feel very comforted."
Situ Deng bent down to support Mr. Wang, which contained more low-key, implicit and modesty. If a proud person could bend like this for someone, it showed how much he respected that person.
Mr. Wang didn't say much, he just introduced me. He pointed to Stuart and said: "This is Mr. Stuart. He is in charge of all the daily affairs of Jiangnan Inn. Even though he is not particularly old, he is very important in the world of martial arts."
There is a particularly famous person, Mr. Situ, one of the legendary Thirteen Taibao."
Mr. Wang then introduced me to Situ Deng: "This Miss Mao Jiujiu is my future daughter-in-law, and you can be considered acquainted with me today. That is because we are destined to meet each other thousands of miles away. Since we are all a family, we can be here together
Being together here is also a very good fate, which is gratifying and congratulatory.”
Stuart nodded to me. He didn't say much, so I nodded to him to show that we knew each other. I thought this was a very strange process, because I had known each other for more than a day.
Of course, this is the only time we met on a formal occasion.
I am very happy to get to know him in this way, because only in this way can he help me deal with some things I want to do, so this may mean that I find more shortcuts to cheat.
I was very generous, extending my hand to please, and then I could handle the things that were waiting for me: "Hello, we are acquaintances. Thinking of the people who came here today, getting to know each other again can be considered a fate.
." Suddenly I remembered that I told him yesterday that I was someone's famous granddaughter. Because my ID card was exposed, wouldn't it be a slap in my face?
It seems that Mr. Situ didn't mind my current identity. He seemed to have noticed my identity. He didn't expose me right away. He just said to me in a very joking way: "It seems that Mr. Mr. Our account book is registered."
I made a mistake and registered Miss Cat as someone's granddaughter. Come on, I'm going to ask my Mr. Tent to register this again to avoid being pretentious. It's not good if you make a mistake."
I was speechless after hearing him talk like this, and kept coughing: "Cough cough cough... It's just that Mr. Tent of yours heard it wrong. This has nothing to do with me. I have already paid you the room fee."
"
The back and forth between the two of us aroused the interest of Mr. Wang. Of course Mr. Wang, who has great insight into life, knew my lies, but he didn’t say anything and did not pursue the process. I breathed a sigh of relief today.
.Only if he asked me, I would probably follow what I said, so I would leave my real name in the world. Isn’t that the same as leaving a real handle on others?
The three of us have a very tacit understanding and will not bring up this topic for the time being.
Situ Deng changed the subject: "Mr. Huang, let's go in and sit down slowly. We have good black tea here. It has always been your favorite black tea. We have kept it for you every year.
, I just hope you will come here every year, but you haven’t come these years, so he keeps staying.”
Mr. Wang nodded with great satisfaction. He enjoyed the interaction with him very much: "Thank you very much. Let's go in now. I have been looking forward to this cup of black tea for a long time, and I can finally start drinking it."
I walked behind, and Situ Deng in front supported Mr. Wang, and the three of us walked into Jiangnan Inn together.
At this time, Jiangnan Inn has not changed much. Just like yesterday, it is in a quiet atmosphere. There is no noise or movement, only the occasional sound of killing a pig is heard. Needless to say, this
, it must be my brothers praising the other singers again, they always show their inadvertent talents at such times.
Of course they didn't know that we were here and they were all performing non-stop in the room. I was a little too worried about them yesterday. In fact, if I wasn't here, they would still be living well and living the way they want.
Survival, this is what I hope for, but I also have a sense of loss, because this sense of loss is that their dependence on me has decreased.
I looked at Mr. Wang and Situ Deng with a wry smile, and explained to them helplessly: "These are my brothers. They don't have much self-consciousness. It is undeniable that they thought they paid money to live here."
, they are the temporary bosses of this territory. You have to see clearly. He only sings in the room and does not go anywhere to make noise or interfere with others. He thinks that the room is the territory. This understanding may not be wrong, because
We paid the fee after all.”
At critical moments, I still defend my brothers, because no matter who you are, they are like this. You pay money to sing in the room, although sometimes the intention of merit can be explained if another analysis is used.
Situ Deng spread his hands and smiled helplessly: "I don't care. Originally, Jiangnan Inn was a place where good and bad people were mixed, a place where heroes from all walks of life gathered temporarily, so every hero has his own temperament and hobbies. Could it be that every hero has his own temperament and hobbies?
It may be difficult for them to survive in this world like normal ordinary people, and his singing really makes people feel that they don't want to eat much, and our food intake has indeed dropped sharply in the past two days."